The first few months since I've been home I would wake up feeling sick. It would generally get better by the afternoon. Even my sister commented, "I didn't know I was pregnant." But believe me, there is genuinely no way I could be. And, really, I'm guessing people will only believe immaculate conception once.
Now, I feel like I'm done being sick. I even have my appetite back. Which is bad. At least when I was sick, I didn't feel like eating most of the time. Now, I feel like I'll just get fat.
Which kind of makes me wish I was pregnant, because at least then there would be an excuse.
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I don't know why but the whole time I was reading this post in google reader I thought I was reading Zach Anderson's blog which with the whole pregnant thing was REALLY REALLY weird!
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